This morning the temperature was around 5 degrees, and blustery as all get out. The news said it was -20 with the wind chill, and all the area schools were delayed or closed for snow and wind chill. I gave myself an extra hour before I was going to leave for work, hoping it'd be better in daylight and with extra plowing time. My fingers and legs about froze off while I snow-brushed the car. When I took off it was hard to see just over the few blocks it took me to get gas, so I gave myself a snow day.
I went into the laundromat at 7:30 this morning, and the desk attendant looked at me like some kind of snow demon. I had my laundry in the car, and when I decided it was too nasty to make it out of town I thought at least I'd get clothes clean. I was the only one in there for the next two hours. The weather was even nastier when I left the laundromat, unfortunately, because the wind had picked up and there was more snow on the ground. I am sure I was driving on the wrong side of the road at least once, and I had my window down the whole way to see. When I was maybe thirty feet from them, cars would magically appear out of the white walls in front of me.
I tried to be talented and carry two laundry baskets at once, one on each hip, when I got back to the apartment. I can only gimp-walk to balance one sliding basket, though, and hips aren't nearly so well-defined with winter coats on. When they both slid off my hip I had to let one slide to the ground in the snow drift, and by the time I came back for it some of my clothes had blown off the top. I have a very snowy bra and some pajama pants hanging up in my bathroom now.
Turned out classes were cancelled on campus today, too, which is an extra indication of how bad it is. I can count on one hand how many times that happened in the four years I was a student there. Today was Justin's last day to clear the paperwork for his independent study, though, and he offered Justin B a ride to work, so he went out anyway and proceded to pop his tire off the rim when he hit a snow-hidden curb.
He had limped the truck into the back of the parking lot, but it was the faculty side, and campus police was unsympathetic. I went out to get him, then came back for the mini-compressor his parents gave him for Christmas when he decided to try to fix it himself, at least enough to move it, since there was no guarantee that campus wouldn't tow it if he left it there overnight. I spent about two hours listening to NPR and watching him fight with the tire from my idling car, then followed him home.
I wish snow days were more fun like when I was a kid, but today wasn't all bad. Justin made breakfast before the trek to campus, and we curled up to watch some more Babylon 5 when we got back. I also had a nice extra hour this morning to eat breakfast and read a good book before I tried to head out to work. I think I'll head back to the book now. I'm really enjoying The Time Traveller's Wife.